Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Seeing Qin Shu's cautiousness, Chu Linchen's eyes flashed.

He pursed his thin lips without saying anything, and thoughtfully helped her put on the goggles.

Putting on the ski suits and protective gear, the family of three entered the ski resort with their snowboards in their arms.

Today's weather is very good, blue sky and white clouds, and the empty and stretching snow field can be seen at a glance, the ground is bright and clean.

At an altitude of 2000 meters above sea level, the distance from the sky has also been pulled in. The golden sunlight sprinkled on the snow, glowing with fine silver light, which is too beautiful to behold.

In such a place, it seems that even the mind is opened.

Qin Shu's eyes gradually brightened.

Chu Linchen, who helped Weiwei put on the snowboard, looked up and saw her expression.

There was a knowing smile on the corner of his lips, this place really came to the right place.

Putting on the snowboard, Weiwei slid out like a free bird, "Hey! Let's go skiing~"

"Be careful!" Qin Shu subconsciously shouted.

Before the words fell, Wei Wei had already drawn a long distance.

Qin Shu frowned nervously.

"Don't worry." Chu Linchen stood beside her, "This is a beginner's ski course, and I have already taught Weiwei skiing skills at home, you have to believe in our son's talent in this area."

Qin Shu looked at the little figure gliding freely on the snow slope, his movements were smooth and steady, and he didn't look like a beginner at all.

He also believed Chu Linchen's words and let go of his worries.

"Okay, now it's our turn." Chu Linchen put the two pairs of snowboards upside down on the snow, sat down on the snow, and asked, "Shall I help you put on the snowboards, or do I do it myself?"

Qin Shu thought about Weiwei's steps in putting on the snowboard just now. He couldn't be worse than his son who was less than four years old, right?

"I will do it myself."

Then imitating Chu Linchen's appearance, he sat down on the floor.

Novice skiers must be accompanied by a coach, and Chu Linchen is Qin Shu's best coach.

After finishing the snowboard, Chu Linchen carefully taught her the skills of skiing.

Qin Shu listened carefully, like a well-behaved student.

Before the official start, Chu Linchen warned: "When going downhill later, if you feel that you can't control your speed and balance, you should press your center of gravity down and sit back on your buttocks."

"So it won't fall?"

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Chu Linchen touched her helmet and finished speaking, "It doesn't hurt that much."

"..."

The technology is all thrown out, this sentence is especially applicable to all kinds of roller skating sports.

The difference lies in the number of falls.

Fortunately, Qin Shu belongs to the talented category. After falling four or five times, he mastered the method and was barely able to keep up with Chu Linchen and his son.

Chu Linchen waited until she was almost proficient, then pointed to another snow track and said, "Would you like to see the scenery over there?"

Qin Shu just experienced the fun of skiing, how could he refuse?

"Okay!" she said loudly.

Wei Wei also eagerly rushed over, striving to be the vanguard: "Dad, Mommy, I'll go first!"

The family of three slid in one direction.

The snow track passes through the forest, and the sun shines on the treetops, mottled and brilliant.

When the snowboard quickly slid across the snow, the snow on the side of the road exploded into snowflakes, caressing the cheeks, bringing a refreshing coolness.

The wind whistled past my ears, accompanied by the clear and cheerful voice of a child like a bird: